Chapter 2 scolding

In the twelfth lunar month, with a few strong winds blowing, it was colder day by day. The snow is getting bigger day by day. Push the door, because it just snowed last night, and the snow-covered land became thicker and thicker.

With the crutches cut by a wooden stick, Chen Moran limped out of the stone layer. There was no one in the abandoned quarry. The semi-hanging truck parked in the stone field was covered with thick snow, and a broken stone house not far away was full of smoke.

Chen Moran, who let the snowflakes fall on his body, looked up at the lead-colored sky, and his face was still depressed. What happened? What is that fireball? The legendary spherical lightning? But why...

Twenty-six years of Guangxu! 1900...

Time travel! Back to 110 years ago...

"Jinling! Shogunate Mountain!"

Sitting by the door frame, Chen Moran took a tree strip and drew a simple map on the ground. He frowned and looked puzzled. Since he "sold down" here, he has been thinking about what happened here?

"Lightning?"

Write two words on the snow, and he glanced at them.

Is it because of that strange lightning?

Lightning - Crossing - Car Accident - Guangxu Twenty-six Years... All kinds of clues were connected into a line in Chen Moran's mind, but he still couldn't figure out why he "flyed" to this place, especially in this era.

"Damn it! If you can really figure it out, ** will have become Einstein long ago!"

Finally, Chen Moran, who was puzzled, wiped the words on the snow with the tree strips in his hand, then folded the branches and threw them aside. Turning around, the faint pain in his left leg made Chen Moran frown.

"This leg...hey!"

looking at his injured leg, Chen Moran couldn't help sighing. The broken leg was fucking useless. Although he thought so in his heart, he walked out of the quarry with a crutch under his feet.

The north wind roars, the cold air hits people, and the snowflakes are falling. On the snowy road in the field, a donkey cart carrying firewood was struggling. The handlebar-style wrapped in cotton from time to time was angry at the palm of the hand.

Shunzi, who was driving the car, turned his head and realized his ears, and Chen Moran, who was cold and laughed.

"Brother Ran, just for your hair. If you put it ten years ago, if you enter the city, you will be sure to be clicked!"

"Shunzi, no one dares to cut me now!"

"Yes, I'm sure you're the second devil!"

Wrapping the broken cotton-padded jacket in his jacket hard, Chen Moran, who was so cold that he couldn't stand it, couldn't help but enjoy himself. The second devil is the number one given to himself by the people in the village. At the beginning, the third master who saved him also mistakenly thought that he was the second devil, not to mention others. Fortunately, he was in Jinling. If he was somewhere in Hebei, he may be regarded as the second devil and killed alive.

"The two devils must also have the ability of the two devils. The ancestors are not easy to sell!"

Chen Moran, who rubbed his hands hard, was half joking.

"Brother Ran, these two devils can't be regarded. My father has taught me that you can't do the matter of forgetting the sect. Later, your hair is long, and you have to continue the braids. Looking at your hair, I think about the foreign devils in the church and those two devils."

Compared with Chen Moran's joke, Shunzi became serious.

"Hey, Shunzi, 260 years ago, when people came to us at this time, if we left this braid, it would also be a few classics! I shaved my head that day, and that's not a few classics. At most... Uh-huh! Follow the trend!"

Brother Ran's words stunned Shunzi. Obviously, he didn't think about it.

"Brother Ran, the front is Jinling City! Now you can see the city wall!"

Sitting on the donkey cart, the cold wind blew over. Chen Moran couldn't help but have a cold war. Listening to Shunzi's words, he looked up and looked forward. This morning, he saw the wall of Jinling for the first time. Looking at the wall in the distance, Chen Moran couldn't help but be shocked. This was the first time he saw the ancient Chinese city wall.

Where is the city wall? It's just a mountain.

In the morning sun, the wall of Jinling in the snow is like a blue-gray dragon ridge, lying silently in the piercing morning wind. It doesn't seem to have woken up from last night's deep sleep, and it is still quietly lying between heaven and earth,

The donkey cart is getting closer and closer to the city wall. Chen Moran gradually saw clearly that the city wall was made of huge green bricks and stones. Some parts were relatively intact, while some parts seemed to be dilapidated. There were a lot of weeds growing between the cracks in the city wall, and snowy weeds were shaking in the cold wind. Many places on the city wall cracked, and some cracks actually grew small trees.

Looking at this spectacular old city wall, Chen Moran felt small for the first time, and finally understood why many novels always talk about the trembling of the nomadic people when they first saw the city wall, not to mention them, Chen Moran, who was used to high-rise buildings. When he saw the remaining old city wall for the first time, I was also shocked.

A frozen moat appeared in front of me. The moat was very wide, at least dozens of meters. There was a bridge on the river, and the donkey cart walked on the bridge. Chen Moran still looked up at the majestic old city wall from time to time with amazement in his eyes.

Jinling, these two words are familiar and strange to Chen Moran. But a few decades later, Chen Moran is very familiar with his other name, Nanjing, where he had stayed in the city for two years.

"Brother Ran, that..."

After entering the gate, Shunzi looked at Brother Ran next to him, and his tone became a little stabbly. He also had to rush to the market to send the firewood to the city, but Brother Ran was going to go around the city. It was nothing if he changed to others, but Brother Ran's legs and feet.

Shunzi stammered, which made Chen Muran suddenly understand the reason, and he still had to send firewood.

"Shunzi, you go to the collection first. I'll be alone. I'll wait for you at the entrance of this city at noon!"

"Hey! Brother Ran, when I sell firewood and buy some meat, I'll wait for you here.

Before taking a few steps in the market, Chen Moran saw the place he wanted to find. The big "dang" signboard swayed in the wind on the corner of the second floor in the distance. When he saw the word "dang", a smile appeared on his face. Although he was on crutches, he obviously walked faster under his feet.

Walking to the door of the pawnshop and looking at the high cabinet in the shop and the shabby people in front of the cabinet, Chen Moran became a little hesitant.

"The shop is a killing shop, forcing the poor to find a short story."

Although I have never been in a pawnshop, the pawnshop is by no means a good place in novels and TV.

"Or accept your fate as a poor man! Or..."

Thinking of this, Chen Moran raised his crutch and stepped into the door. As soon as he entered the pawnshop, he walked to a high pawnshop window and took out two things from his arms.

"Blah!"

With a metal sound, the clerk wearing a melon skin hat behind the pawnshop cabinet raised his eyes and looked at the two golden guys on the table, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"A broken foreign watch, a miscellaneous silver chain..."

Sure enough, as soon as the clerk behind the cabinet said, he almost pissed Chen Moran off. Rolex's gold watch and Zhou Shengsheng's platinum lian turned into a broken foreign watch and silver chain.

"Hey! You're blind. Let me take a look. What the hell is this!"

At the time of speaking, Chen Moran had grabbed the watch and necklace back to his hand with his right hand, shaking it in his hand, and his mouth was no longer scolded.

"The latest Swiss gold watch, France's full of platinum chain, when it comes to your dog's mouth, it has become a fucking broken foreign watch, miscellaneous silver chain, the dog's visionless thing, call your boss!"

"Master, don't get angry. Dude, you don't know it. Don't see it like a buddy."

At the time of words, the door curtain of the counter against the wall had been lifted, and a fifty-year-old man who came out of a silk cotton-padded shirt and a fur and a cold hat came out. As soon as this man came out, Chen Moran was happy in his heart. It was to force the shopkeeper to come out. He wanted to sell these two things at a good price. Generally, the clerk can't make the decision. .

"Chuzi, put on a pot of tea!"

Yan Wenyuan, who stepped out of the counter, said to the cabinet and only pointed to the chair facing the wall.

"Master, please come here!"

As soon as he came out of the closet, he saw the man dressed in a short-haired dress. He knew that he would receive good things this time. He opened a pawnshop, someone smashed it, someone sent it, and pointed to his eyes.

As soon as he sat down, Chen Moran casually threw the object in his hand to the tea desk in the chair.

"The shop is a killing shop, and the ancients didn't bully me!"

"What I said, the shop is a murder shop, there is a void, and the shop is an emergency, but it's true!"

He served a cup of tea with one hand, and Yan Wenyuan's face was still smiling. The nine-year-old clerk, 22 years old, accumulated this family business for 30 years, relying on this mouth and the eyes on the mouth.

Although this man is wearing a broken wooden crutch, he wears non-silk and non-satin clothes on his body. Although he has the short hair of the two devils on his head, his mouth is full of the official words of the capital. Maybe he escaped from the capital. In the past six months, this kind of person is not uncommon.

"Otherwise, you won't come!"

The shopkeeper's words suddenly made Chen Moran dumb.

"This shopkeeper is not simple!"

When Chen Moran was thinking about how to answer this sentence, Yan Wenyuan took the platinum chain on the table.

"The chain! It's a platinum chain that foreigners like..."

As soon as the pawnshopkeeper's words came out, Chen Moran couldn't help shouting in his heart. The next sentence must be overpriced. Looking at the teacup on the table, he couldn't help but be moved.

"Wock!"

The sound of heavy objects hitting the cup made Yan Wenyuan look up, and the foreign watch was thrown into the water.

Seeing the shopkeeper's eyes on the table, Chen Moran reached out and took out his watch from the cup, swayed in the cup with the strap, and then looked up at the shopkeeper, sank the watch into the tea again, and pushed the cup forward at the same time.

"The shopkeeper's!"

"Ah!"

Looking at the needle still rotating in the dial in the cup, Yan Wenyuan replied in a doze. He has seen too many foreign watches, with others in his arms, others around his waist and neck, but this is really the first time he has seen this watch. What's more, it's okay to fall into the water.

Just as Yan Wenyuan was stunned, Chen Moran stood up and buttoned the teacup with one hand.

"Don't..."

Before the words came out, Yan Wenyuan saw the watch and tea and fell directly to the ground.

"Oh, my, my!"

Two voices came one after another, and Yan Wenyuan, who was a little heartbroken, said goodbye. He was full of heartache and couldn't help scolding in his heart again.

"These prodigal sons of birds in forty-nine cities!"

The behavior of the pawnshop shopkeeper made Chen Moran, who bent down to pick up the watch, pick up his watch, pick up his watch and wipe off the tea ash on it.

"The shopkeeper's!"

As soon as he turned his head, Yan Wenyuan saw the watch again, which was complete! The second hand on the dial was still turning, and he was overjoyed. He grabbed the watch and listened to his ear.

"D, D..."

The rotation of the second hand was crisp and pleasant. Hearing this sound, Yan Wenyuan was relieved, but at this time, a voice almost made him throw the watch to the ground.

"This watch, 20,000 taels!"